Rex got blasted by the unforgiving torrent of chaos energy.
Each strand of chaos tore through his armor like paper, leaving him exposed and vulnerable.
His senses, dulled by the overwhelming assault, betrayed him.
From the lens of Rex's eyes, the world seemed to spin, a typhoon of pain and confusion that threatened to consume him whole. A persistent ringing echoed in his ears, drowning out the dissonance of cheers around him.
Alongside the ringing sounds were the warning notifications that kept on appearing.
It was all written in red—reflecting the dire situation.
But even then, there was no help, it was only warning him of the impending death.
What happened? Did I get hit...?
Seeing through eyes blurred by tears and blood, Rex struggled to make sense of everything.